Lullaby For The Dior Twins by Fernstrike

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Lullaby For The Dior Twins

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The woods are lovely -

Dark, deep -

Made for home,

And made for sleep.

Rest your head on dewy grass,

Rest beneath the silver stars.

 

Do not heed the vicious cry.

Do not dream of days gone by -

Little life that you may know,

All the tales of long ago -

 

Shut your ears and rest your head.

Take the forest for your bed.

Do not heed the hunger pangs.

Do not heed the boughs like fangs,

Arching high above your head.

There are far worse things to dread.

 

The woods are quiet -

Dark with drear -

Filled with pain and filled with fear.

Rest your head because you must.

Rest within the arms you trust.

 

Do not heed the dizzy brawl.

Do not heed the voice that calls.

Lie ensconced upon the earth;

End what followed your own birth.

 

Shut your eyes and say a prayer.

Know that they will meet you there.

Dream of lands you once did know;

Dream of life, so long ago.

 

The woods are silent -

Dark, deep.

Little elflings, go to sleep.

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Chapter End Notes

I'm not sure where this idea came from, nor what it really is. It very much struck me minutes before I fell asleep. Regardless, I hope you've enjoyed it.

Thank you for reading!